Gemotions

He found himself wandering the grocery store, aimlessly pushing a cart that held nothing. The fluorescent lights hummed, amplifying the dull ache in his head. Sarah's news of moving to New York still echoed in his mind. He kept walking down the aisles, staring at things he didn't need and didn't want, the vibrant colors of the produce failing to spark any interest.

He grabbed a bag of chips and a carton of ice cream, knowing he wouldn’t eat either. The thought of cooking felt impossible. He paid for his items and walked back to his apartment, the grocery bag weighing heavy in his hand.